The Wife of the King's Pay

Chapter 14 The First Night That Sucks (Part 1)

"Why do you want to know what the King hates?" ask Zevira curiously.

"Because this has something to do with my plan," Cleantha answered enigmaticly.

"alright. We'll talk about it together at home."

Zevira held hands as if admiring the girl.

"From the beginning I chose you because I was sure you were a good girl. It turns out my judgment is correct. I'm glad you're the King's second wife."

"I chose you because you're a stupid girl. The proof is that you can easily believe my words. Now you've fallen into my trap. I will make you hate the King even more and side with me,"

inner Zevira satisfied.

"Clea, I feel sorry for you, too. You are young, your future is long. But you married a married man instead. If people in your neighborhood find out, you will be labeled as an actor. They'll hate you, insult you, maybe excommunicate you. And you have to bear this burden for life. It must be very heavy" continued Zevira pretending to be concerned.

Cleantha just bowed sadly. What Zevira said is true.

Predicate as an actor automatically embedded in him after he bears the status as a young wife.

"Madam, but my marriage and Lord King is only..."

Cleantha stopped her own words.

He was almost shocked about his marriage to the King which was limited to engineering.

Although honestly he wanted to confess before Zevira, but the image of the King's face that was scary made Cleantha undo the intention.

"What only...?"

"Only the result of the competition, sister," Cleantha replied accordingly.

"Yes, but other people won't care what your reasons are. All they know is you've married a married man."

Zevira flicked her hair slightly back and looked into Cleantha's eyes.

"I'm sorry, my words are a little sharp. I just want you to be mentally prepared to face the scorn of society."

"It's okay, Brother. I understand."

"May I ask you one more favor, Clea?"

"of course. I'll be happy to help."

"Later in front of my daughter, do not claim to be the King's wife. Just tell me you're his new nanny. I don't want Ivyna's psychiatric condition to be compromised if she finds out her daddy has two wives. As a mother, I want to protect my daughter from her father's selfishness. Now the King also does not care about his own flesh and blood" said Zevira sadly.

"Yes, I promise."

Hearing Zevira mention the child alone, the empathy in Cleantha's heart grew.

Her painful childhood memory drives Cleantha to protect the little girl.

His fear of the King had now turned into anger. His will is so strong as to protect his oppressed wife and child, by fighting a selfish man named King Adhiyaksa.

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Incredibly magnificent like a king's palace. That was what Cleantha had thought when she set foot for the first time in the Adhiyaksa residence.

The servants were already lined up in front of the entrance to greet their hostess, Zevira.

"Good afternoon, Madam," said a middle-aged man in a black uniform.

The man stood at the very front in the ranks of the servants while bowing his head. It seems to be the butler in the house of Adhiyaksa.

"Sore, Mr. Darma. Introduce this Cleantha, the King's new wife," said Zevira casually.

Mr. Darma turned to salute Cleantha.

"Oh, welcome, Miss Cleantha. Sorry I haven't greeted you yet."

"It's okay, sir," Cleantha replied awkwardly.

He had never received that much respect from anyone else. During his life he was more humiliated than considered a valuable person.

"Mommy, it's home" cried Ivyna welcome the arrival of her mother.

Zevira pecks her beautiful daughter's cheeks.

"Ivy, Honey. Have you finished piano lessons?"

"Already, Mommy. Where's Daddy?"

"Your Daddy still has a job, Ivy. Maybe tonight she's just coming home."

Ivyna's round eyes met Cleantha's.

The astonished expression of the little girl was so adorable in Cleantha's eyes.

"Ivy, Aunty's name is Aunty Clea. From today he will stay with us. He'll accompany Ivy to play. Isn't that right, Clea?" zevira asked, blinking her eyes.

"Yes.iya, Ivy. Aunty will accompany you to play whatever you want," Cleantha replied smilingly.

Meeting that cute little girl made Cleantha's heart amuse. He has always liked children.

"Great, I have a new friend. Let's play now, Aunty," said Ivyna pulling Cleantha's hand.

"Ivy, now you play with Sister Ningsih first yes. Mommy needs to talk to Aunty Clea, "prevent Zevira.

Ivyna pursed her lips.

"All right, Mommy."

After Ivyna left with her nanny, Zevira asked Bi Dewi to push her wheelchair towards the room. He beckoned Cleantha to follow him.

With a hesitant step, Cleantha tailed behind Zevira.

Zevira's room is roughly three times wider than her room in the villa, with furniture that mixes maroon and beige.

"Bi Dewi, leave us and do not forget to close the door," Zevira ordered her loyal servant.

"Okay, Madam."

Submissively, Bi Dewi immediately left her master and her honey in the room.

"Sit down, Clea."

"Yes, Brother."

"Didn't you just want to know what the King doesn't like? What's your reason for asking that?"

"I will do all that the Lord King hates. That way the Lord King will realize that Sister Vira is the only wife and the best woman for him."

Cleantha's explanation is like a fresh breeze for Zevira. He did not expect that in just a short time Cleantha had already sided with him. Moreover, the girl was willing to trouble herself in order for the King to stay away from her. What an easy target to use.

"You're so kind, Clea. I'll say it one by one. Remember, if you need to, you can take notes."

"First, the King hates women who do not know manners. For example, eating in large quantities, noisy and burping, laughing very loudly, or sitting with a careless attitude."

"Secondly, he was a neat man and kept very clean. You could say he was obsessed with both of those things. Therefore the King does not like people who are dirty, careless and careless. Especially if someone dared to dirty his room or study, he must be furious."

Cleantha nodded her head in a sign understanding Zevira's words.

"Thirdly he also hates women who are slow and like to break promises, such as bathing very long and often late when making an appointment with him. And lastly he does not like it if his opinion is always disputed. Maybe once twice he'll budge, but next he'll be tougher."

Zevira held Cleantha's arm as if pinning her hopes on the girl.

"I have revealed all the things that the King hates. Now it's up to you, Cleantha."

"Yes, brother, thank you. I know what I need to do now."

"I don't have to bother anymore. This naive girl will do everything for me,"

inner Zevira smiled with satisfaction.

"Tok, tok," there was a knock on Zevira's door.

"Let me open the door, sister," Cleantha offered.

As soon as the door was opened, Mr. Darma was waiting at the door.

"Mrs, sorry to interrupt. The Lord King just announced that he will be home in about thirty minutes. Mistress Cleantha was asked to prepare to wait in the King's room."

"The King's Chamber?" cleantha asked.

"Yes, Madam. You will sleep in a room with the Lord King from today onwards. Come with me, Madam."

Cleantha looked at Zevira with guilt.

"It's okay, Clea. It's your bridal night. Come with Mr. Darma to the King's room. You should spend some time together as newlyweds."

Suddenly, Cleantha shed her tears.

"I promise I won't disappoint Sister Vira's expectations. Trust me."

"Yes, Clea. Now leave. Don't provoke the King's anger."

"Thank you, Brother."

Cleantha walked out from inside Zevira's room while thinking hard.

"I will turn into the most annoying woman for King Adhiyaksa. I made sure he wouldn't stand me. I hope he expels me and divorces me in no time. And all my plans should be on me from now on, on the night of our bride,"

cleantha.